I worked 4 1/2 hours overtime today. It was supposed to only be 4 hours, but my relief was late. I didn't mind too much, but it felt really good to get home. I showered and now I'm off my feet. I would have to say that's the worst part about working overtime; my feet get really sore toward the end of a shift where I've been on my feet most of the time there.

Two more days then the weekend again. No plans for this weekend. I will probably just laze around and enjoy the fact that I have no plans.

Last night my sleep was exactly the same as the night before, except that I woke up 5 minutes before my alarm went off so I wasn't confused when it did go off. But I was awake a little after 2, fell back asleep and woke up what felt like 10 minutes later instead of the 3 hours that actually passed. Perhaps tonight will be different? Who knows. Guess I'll find out and will write about it tomorrow.

Until then. . .

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